Abnormalities

As I write this thing, I feel the urge to call myself bizarre. First off, I really don’t think I should be posting this shit to you guys. But they say it’s a blog, and it would kinda engender some therapy. Yeah, whatevs. And so before anybody out there pronounces that I’m not normal, here goes a few of my mild aberrations I just discovered myself.

1. I usually murmur to myself especially when there’s nobody around. As in, I semi-open my lips to jabber things that spontaneously come out. And I do this thing often when I complain about household chores or about urban traffic jams (especially when I’m in dealing with a screwed cabbie or when I’m late for school inside the UPCampus-Katipunan jeepney): Yes, I murmur cuss words even.

2. When I’m in the bathroom, I sing. The weird shit is that I don’t sing just suddenly; I visualize and internalize that I am standing on the American Idol stage and singin’ to a million viewers from all parts of the world. And to add, I also do this in my room.

3. I drink lotsa lotsa water before I sleep. I don’t have an underlying principle on this actually but I do know that I drink just to literally not “dry up.”

4. After having a meal, I instantly lose all my urges to talk about food. Elaboration: For instance when I just ate and we go to the grocery, I’ll back out buying what I would supposedly have wanted: junk food, yogurt, bread, etc.

5. I just begun to hate brats who are not of any genetic relationships with me. Well, I mean I don’t suggest being mean but when kids start to piss me off by theirs cries and screams especially in public places, I… implode. There was a time in freshman college year when I was walking down the street and some kid (I believed to be a seven year-old) who I crossed by actually yelled at me, “Hoy! What’s your name?!” Like, what’s up with that? Now, I’m just pure hostility.

So there, I actually have more abnormalities, some of which I beg not to disclose because of personal reasons. Lol. I guess there are also people out there who share these and some may have worse. Am I really normal?

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Hi, I'm Barry Viloria, 21 and not a blogger. I occasionally bitch about what's hot, what's not, what's life-threatening and what's Blake Lively wearing but I refuse to be called a "blogger." That's it.

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Barry Cyrus blames his `childish trait to his life quote, a lyrics from MGMT's Time to Pretend:

This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute.